Thursday, 1 May 2014

The story of a Clock

Name: kang Jia Hui
Class: 1E1
Date: 23/1/2014
Draft : number 5

"Hey!
Stop the bus! Hey! Tell him to stop the bus!" I shouted loudly while
chasing the school bus like cat
and mouse. I bet everyone, including the driver was laughing as I'm
always making a dunce out of myself like an odd one out.
Finally, as I'd been waiting for.
The school bus had come to a stop. Rubbishes started flying towards me
upon stepping up the bus. I knew I wasn't welcomed thus nobody
wants to sit with me even though there was an extra sit. All the while, I
would just stand till we reached our destination, which was the
school. Oh, and I'd forgotten. That day was our first test on Arch Length
consisting approximately 30 questions which had a duration of one hour. As we'd settled down, we were being asked to start the paper upon receiving it...
After going through half of the
paper, I was wondering. Why didn't the handle of the clock moved? It
would be nine-thirty already if it has been moving. When I told the
teacher about it, she immediately decided to replace
it with another clock. Out of a sudden, my leg moved. Stood up unintentionally and
retrieved the clock from the bin as our teacher had thrown it away. Once
again, I am being the odd one as mentioned earlier. All eyes were on me,
making me feeling uncomfortable. Immediately, I got an irregular report
and with no chances of excuses, I was being chased out of the
classroom. All I had now was a dead clock. Dang, I was wondering if what
I'd done earlier was the right decision. Just because of a clock, I'd
sacrificed my test. I had no choice but to get the clock from the bin as
the cleaner was coming to clear the bin. I know they'll think I'm a
crazy person who picks up a clock with early violet coverings which was
considered OLD. And it was not even working. But I wouldn't care much.
During the test, I was being asked to proceed to the principal's office for
some interrogations for what I'd just done earlier on. I explained to
the principal about how wasteful the teacher was because, the clock can
be repaired. From the looks of it, it looked like it needs oil to allow
functioning to occur. Not a big deal at all. The principal liked how I
interact with the value of reusing but I heard him mentioning that
grades are more important than recycling as it will affect my future. I
was confused. By not having the spirit of recycling, it will also
affect our future as we are destroying Mother Earth. Just as I wanted to interpret, the same
thing happened again. Not even a single chance for me to even exhale the
words, he said he got an important task to do.
The dismissal bell rang, signalling the
end of the torturous lessons in school. In a flash, everyone left the
class. Leaving the teachers dumbfounded. As I reached home, I knew I
gotta fix this clock before tomorrow upon remembering what the Principal
had told our form teacher that we do not need a new clock
replacement. But instead, we should learn to have the habit of reusing.
I just gotta apply some oil on the gears and that should do it. The
first time I'd done this was a fail but now, as I'd gotten a chance to
do it again, I'm not gonna let myself fail again. Only those who dare to
fail greatly, can ever achieve greatly. I'm not afraid to fail so here
goes. Tick, tock, tick, tock. My ear was the only one that can tell
whether if the gears were moving or not. I heard it. As I opened my eye,
I knew my ears weren't faking me. Both senses told me that it was
working. Now for what I'd dismantled, shall be put together as one. I
was known as the Earth Killer in class. That was the reason for them to
throw rubbishes at me earlier on. It was my job to throw them into the
bin for Let's Bin practices.
There goes the bus again. Going off to a certain distance and picked me up. Picking up rubbishes and so on. As we started proceeding
into the classroom, I took a blue-grey chair and stood on it just to
place the clock on it. Before that, I'd to make sure that the clock was
set to its default.
And when everything's done, I began to take a step down to the floor. Suddenly, everyone started clapping. Once hated me had
acknowledge me as their friend, for I am not being like in the past but the present. It was delightful and I'm feeling welcomed. Now I get
the importance of the four-R's of recycling. Without having the habit of
doing the four-R's of recycling, we, not only just destroying Earth
slowly but also it affects other people as well. Just like me. I was
once being hated as they do not like killer litter.
Think Green. By Starting to Clean, You never
know. What you might find that can be put in a pot, and it will grow.
Whether it is blue, green or red... Surely, it is not anything that you
would find under your bed. An aluminum can, or a plastic jug, or even an old rubberized rug. If you do not need it, Then surely there
is another use or need that you get from using a kit to transform
something old... Into something new and to look like gold. From paper,
old oil, aluminum, brass, copper and even an old grass hopper. Also, save the Earth, and Recycle.